Matthew 3:11

• [Mat 3:11] Lo! From The Desert Homes

  Lo! from the desert homes Where he hath hid so long, The new Elias comes, In sternest wisdom strong; The voice that cries Of Christ on high, And judgment nigh From opening skies. Your God e’en now doth stand At Heaven’s opening door; His fan is in His hand, And He will purge His floor; The wheat He claims And with Him stows, The chaff He throws To quenchless flames. Ye haughty mountains, bow Your sky-aspiring heads; Ye valleys, hiding low, Lift up your gentle meads; Make His way plain Your king before, For evermore He comes to reign. May Thy dread voice around, Thou harbinger of Light, On our dull ears still sound, Lest here we sleep in night, Till judgment come, And on our path Shall burst the wrath And deathless doom. O God, with love’s sweet might, Who dost anoint and arm Christ’s soldier for the fight, With grace that shields from harm, Thrice blessèd Three Heav’n’s endless days Shall sing Thy praise Eternally.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Matthew 6:26

• [Mat 6:26] There’s Not A Bird With Lonely Nest

  There’s not a bird with lonely nest, In pathless wood or mountain crest, Nor meaner thing, which does not share, O God, in Thy paternal care. Each barren crag, each desert rude, Holds Thee within its solitude; And Thou dost bless the wand’rer there, Who makes his solitary prayer. In busy mart and crowded street, No less than in the still retreat, Thou, Lord, art near, our souls to bless With all a parent’s tenderness. And we, where’er our lot is cast, While life, and thought, and feeling last, Through all the years, in every place, Will bless Thee for Thy boundless grace.

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Matthew 7:11

• [Mat 7:11] O Thou That Hearest Prayer

  O Thou that hearest prayer, Attend our humble cry, And let Thy servants share Thy blessing from on high: We plead the promise of Thy Word; Grant us Thy Holy Spirit, Lord. If earthly parents hear Their children when they cry, If they, with love sincere, Their children’s wants supply, Much more wilt Thou Thy love display, And answer when Thy children pray. Our heavenly Father, Thou! We, children of Thy grace! O let Thy Spirit now Descend, and fill the place; That all may feel the heavenly flame, And all unite to praise Thy Name. O may that sacred Fire, Descending from above, Our quickened hearts inspire With fervent zeal and love, Enlighten our beclouded eyes, And teach our earth-bound souls to rise. And send Thy Spirit down On all the nations, Lord, With great success to crown The preaching of Thy Word; Till heathen lands shall own Thy sway, And cast their idol-gods away.

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  source: Cyberhymnal